The three sugar gliders enjoy their nightly playtime. They do not like to be put back to bed by us humans. They will use clever and often elaborate ploys to elude "capture." They have resorted to planting false clues to slow our attempts to find their hiding spots.

This postcard, left at the edge of the futon, very nearly fooled us. I was logged on to a travel agent web site, ready to buy two plane tickets, when Phillip remembered that sugar gliders are illegal in Vermont. Gladden T Hart would never really risk the safety of his family like that.

Poor Squeak. She hates being dressed in girlie nightclothes. Look at her shaking her fist at us!